sometimes i wake up with a very urgent thought on my mind and it’s usually pretty dumb like ‘je suis un pomme' or 'root beer fairytales' but this morning i woke up and sat there for a second and all i could think was
the frenchiest fry
im just confused as to why you thought
"i am an apple"
Hey so I got a new facebook for all you to add me on
Tyler Gabriel Smith
I’m having a one year anniversary coming up so I asked my friends what to do so one of em has to be that guy/girl and suggest I shove dildos up my boyfriend’s ass…
I’m just like
Can you not
Especially online where every single person we know can clearly see you making dildo jokes and shitting all over my excitement for a mature milestone in my life I mean god damn get a new sense of humor
Life isn’t all about dildos
(Just to be clear they constantly CONSTANTLY make dildo and penis jokes, no other jokes, just penises and dildos. I cannot remember one fucking time when they made a joke that was not relating to dildos or penises they like never enjoy or laugh at any joke that isnt about dicks. Dildos will not rain on my boyfriend so can you please get off my status)
So in my gym period we decided to play floor hockey against another class. All the girls decided to sit out, like always, except me. I decided to play defense since I’m better at defense in any sport.
Once I picked up the hockey stick, boys were already looking at me, whispering to one another planning their strategies. Oh, a girl on defense? We’ll take her down..but they didn’t know what was coming for them.
I went in hard.
I myself did not expect that sort of intensity to come from me as I defended my goal like it was my child. The opponents were surprised too. I could tell. Through out the game it was a collection of damn and shit being muttered around me as I plucked the ball from under the opponents. I pushed and accidentally hit others with the stick, like many of the boys do.
At one point in the game, a group of four boys came together to snicker and mock me. And THAT was when I felt true power.
I have offended these childish boys for being so rough, as many them are during that class, and they were pissed. A GIRL kicked our asses? Took the ball from under our sticks? What is this? She’s just a stupid bitch..She doesn’t know how to play sports! Why is she even playing? Why doesn’t she sit out with the rest of the girls?
I have proved them wrong in such a manner, that it made them angry. WE are better. WE are boys. WE play the sports.
They were defeated by someone who they believe should have never picked up the stick.
I walked away with a strut and they saw. They knew I was happy in their anger and that made them even more mad.
Not only did I prove them wrong, I proved something I already knew to myself. I am capable as much as a man when it comes to things that have been claimed by men themselves.
The best part is, is that my team had 6 players and theirs had 12…we lost by two points.